I am not ashamed to admit in the past that I have dedicated several hours of my life to sending angry letters and emails to various employers of Sandilands. I am worried on behalf of the Goddess that is Dawn French, having that desperate, putrid, self-interested, insensitive little toad polluting her breathing space. Shame, I would have watched the show for her otherwise.

I can take small, critical pleasures out of watching tv with people I dislike on but my hatred of Sandilands is pretty visceral. That he exists and is successful actually makes me feel a bit ill and significantly reduces my faith in humanity.